After arriving at Zhao Gang's residence, the lights in the room had been turned off and Zhao Gang had fallen asleep.
Li Qiufan and the monk quietly opened the door and came to Zhao Gang's bedside.
Li Qiufan made a few gestures to the monk, and the monk understood through the moonlight that Li Qiufan was asking him to block the door.
The monk nodded, returned to the door, and blocked the door with his whole body.
"Old Zhao, Old Zhao?"
When Li Qiufan saw that the monk had blocked the door, he called Zhao Gang softly, but found that there was no response.
"Young dog sleeps very soundly!"
Li Qiufan cursed secretly in his heart, and then he was ready to take action.
I saw him pounce on food like a hungry tiger, and jumped directly from the ground to the kang, right on top of Zhao Gang.
"who!"
Zhao Gang woke up instantly after being pressed hard, opened his eyes and shouted.
But before he could see clearly, the quilt wrapped his head directly, and then he felt a pain in his lower body.
"Ah~"
Zhao Gang was in so much pain that he screamed miserably, but he couldn't hear the sound clearly under the quilt.
"Hmph, you stupid scholar wants you to set a trap for me!"
When Li Qiufan heard Zhao Gang's cry, his heart became more and more happy, and he couldn't help but increase the intensity of his hands.
This sudden exertion of force directly increased Zhao Gang's pain to a higher level, and his whole body trembled with pain. After all, it was his lifeblood.
After a while, Li Qiufan found that there was no sound in the quilt and couldn't help but feel confused.
"Could it be that the sour scholar was suffocated to death by covering it too tightly?"
Li Qiufan muttered, and then quickly opened the quilt, wanting to see Zhao Gang's condition.
After the quilt was lifted, Zhao Gang's eyes were staring, with tears on both sides, and he was actually crying.
"Old Zhao? Old Zhao? Why are you still crying? It's me, Li Qiufan!"
Li Qiufan patted Zhao Gang's face and found that he had no reaction and remained in this state.
"Monk, monk, go get a bucket of water quickly!"
Li Qiufan was a little panicked when he saw this. This sour scholar must have been fooled by him.
Hearing Li Qiufan's voice, the monk didn't hesitate and went straight out to get a bucket of water.
When the monk came in with the bucket, Li Qiufan directly brought it over and poured it on Zhao Gang.
"Ah~"
After being splashed with cold water, Zhao Gang finally reacted and started yelling.
"Old Zhao, Old Zhao! I'm Qiu Fan, what's wrong with you?"
When Li Qiufan saw Zhao Gang started shouting again, he let go of his worries and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"Qiu Fan? Qiu Fan! I dreamed that my brother was crushed to death!"
When Zhao Gang heard Li Qiufan's voice, he rushed over and hugged Li Qiufan's arm tightly with both hands, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.
"Uh, cough, Lao Zhao, you are having a nightmare, it's okay, it's okay!"
Li Qiufan almost laughed out loud when he heard Zhao Gang's words, but he didn't expect that Zhao Gang thought he was dreaming.
"But why does it really hurt? And why are you here?"
Zhao Gang wiped the tears on his face, raised his head and looked at Li Qiufan and asked.
"Ah, what's that? I drank too much and asked the monk to accompany me for a walk. As soon as I reached you, I heard you yelling, and I rushed in with the monk. Isn't it a monk!"
Seeing that Zhao Gang didn't understand the situation, Li Qiufan started making up random things and even dragged the monks on the boat.
"Um, yes, yes, my eldest brother and I just..."
The monk didn't expect that Li Qiufan would suddenly ask him, so he nodded and agreed, but because he couldn't hold back, he burst out laughing.
"What is the monk laughing at?"
Looking at the smiling monk, Zhao Gang asked Li Qiufan with doubts on his face.
"Haha, maybe he is ill. This flower monk has had a bad mind since he was a child!"
Li Qiufan smiled awkwardly and gave the monk a kick secretly to stop his laughter.
"What about that? Since you're fine, Lao Zhao, the monk and I will go back first!"
When Li Qiufan saw that it was almost done, he planned to take the monk and run away.
"Okay, you guys go back and rest quickly. Thank you very much Qiu Fan."
Zhao Gang lifted off the wet quilt, thanked Li Qiufan, and prepared to get off the bed and see the two of them off.
"What about that, Lao Zhao, please don't come down, we can just leave by ourselves!"
Seeing that Zhao Gang was about to get off the kang, Li Qiufan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him. It would be better if he let him get off the kang.
By the time he discovers something abnormal about himself, and he has already recovered a bit, any fool can guess what is going on.
So Li Qiufan just wants to run away quickly and get out before Zhao Gang reacts, otherwise Zhao Gang will easily fight him.
After stopping Zhao Gang, Li Qiufan didn't do anything, grabbed the monk and ran out, ignoring Zhao Gang who called him behind him.
The two of them ran for hundreds of meters before stopping. At this moment, Li Qiufan was a little sober.
"Brother, Political Commissar Zhao is so fun!"
After stopping, the monk said to Li Qiufan with a smile.
"How fun? We almost couldn't get out! It's scary when this scholar gets angry!"
Li Qiufan patted his chest to soothe his anxious heart.
"It doesn't matter if you get angry. I'll capture Political Commissar Zhao directly. You just have to run away first!"
The monk continued to laugh disapprovingly, and even wanted to capture Zhao Gang.
"Hey, you are a flowery monk. You have become a lot more courageous recently. You even dared to capture my political commissar. Do you want to compete with me?"
When Li Qiufan heard that the monk was about to capture Zhao Gang, he secretly thought that the flower monk had been a little distracted recently, so he was ready to educate him.
"Brother, I was wrong. I still have things to do, so I have to leave first!"
Seeing Li Qiufan gearing up, the monk shuddered subconsciously, and then ran directly into the distance and disappeared.
"This flower monk really doesn't know how to tease!"
Looking at the monk's fleeing figure, Li Qiufan shook his head helplessly.
Although he had sobered up by now, it was hard to say who would win if he fought the monk in his current state.
However, the monk was so afraid of Li Qiufan that he did not dare to resist.
Hearing that Li Qiufan wanted to fight him, the monk's first reaction was to run away, and the faster the better.
After the monk left, Li Qiufan wandered back to the yard and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.
But as soon as he entered the room, he saw Tian Yu lying on the table. There was a bowl covered with a plate next to him.
At this time, Tian Yu had fallen asleep, with his eyes tightly closed and the corners of his mouth slightly raised as if he had had a sweet dream.
"Tian Yu? Tian Yu?"
Li Qiufan yelled softly, intending to wake Tian Yu up. After all, this was not the future, and it would not be good for word to spread that a man and a woman were alone in a room.
"Huh? Qiu Fan, are you back?"
After Li Qiufan called out a few times, Tian Yu opened his hazy eyes and saw Li Qiufan in front of him.
